The symbols that I gathered
From the books of ancient
In narration the stories of love
The seven thousand hues
Of heavens and celestial self
Of sculptures real I visited
In prayers to bridge images
In the dark of the night
Or with eyes closed to define
Into the depth of the self
Unconscious state of nature
Genres of art existential
Magic in reality and romance
From the wandering sage
The whirls of the great souls
I lay with open eyes to know
In annihilation I was told
I shall find the being I love
That deity that I worshiped
In the dialogue of Plato
In the visions of paradise
When I touched the living love
Bent like a bunch of flowers
Leaden with fruits as my fingers
Searched the holiness of her skin
Alas my life lost in imaginations
Desires forlorn once I exist not
5/2/2009
Beautiful write Sadiqullah...romantic and strong...thank you...Fi 10+
superb write sadiq...........very powerful and passionate...........and perfect...but what else can we expect from you.................and when u called me living love..........
Wowwwwwwww sadiq Such a beautiful poem And so nicely expressed-- The symbols thou gathered In the dark of the night like visions of Paradise like those bunch of flowers Fragrant like lavender shines like crystals of diamonds On these pages of poemhunter ++++10 anjali Ill take this to my all time favourites
woww....words dancing with depth....ELEGANT.... enchanting....mystical....very poetic.... very touching...classical... I LOVE THIS....simply fantastic... really a living love..a living poetry... 10+++
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I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful write Sadiqullah...romantic and strong...thank you...Fi 10+